"Remember, my name is Qi Dong."
After saying that, Qi Dong rushed towards Mr. Song again, but this time, the knife in Qi Dong's hand did not touch him.
After seeing the power of the short sword in Qi Dong's hand, Mr. Song's eyes never shifted and he kept staring at the direction where Qi Dong was drawing the sword.
Before Qi Dong could reach him, all the tongues were wrapped around Qi Dong's limbs.
Miso miso miso!
A sharp pain hit him, and Qi Dong knew that his feet and hands had been pierced by the fangs on Old Song's tongue.
"Hahahaha, I have a good knife for nothing, but it's a pity that the person who uses the knife is not good at it."
Seeing Qi Dong being restrained by him, Mr. Song looked up to the sky and laughed.
To be honest, at first he thought Qi Dong could use some unexpected trick, but he didn't expect that Qi Dong would just run towards him dryly. What was the difference between this and dying?
"hehe."
Qi Dong ignored the pain in his hands and feet and glanced aside. At this moment, Irene's attack had arrived, and his fist hit Mr. Song directly on the head.
boom!
Since Mr. Song's attention had always been on Qi Dong and not on Irene, he received this punch firmly.
Bloody flowers suddenly appeared, and Qi Dong was shocked to find that the power of Aileen's punch was no less powerful than his.
Opening the skull with a punch, Mr. Song screamed.
Although his body has undergone alienation, he is still a human being, so he knows pain.
"you wanna die!"
Although his head was smashed open, Mr. Song did not fall down. A tongue protruded from his back and stabbed towards Irene in an instant.
Irene didn't dare to take the attack forcefully, and quickly retreated to dodge the attack of the tongue.
After missing the target, Mr. Song suddenly became angry, turned his head to look at Irene and said viciously: "I will tear you to pieces."
"You don't have that chance."
Just as Mr. Song finished his words, Qi Dong's voice sounded in his ears.
"Um?"
Mr. Song was shocked, and a bad premonition surged out of his heart.
As soon as he turned his head, a gunshot exploded in his ears.
boom!
Qi Dong held a dark pistol, with black smoke slowly coming out of the muzzle.
"No, it's impossible!"
Mr. Song's eyes widened, filled with unwillingness and disbelief.
He was unwilling to die here, but he could clearly feel the coagulation of blood and the loss of body temperature in his body.
"you"
Opening his mouth, Mr. Song wanted to say something, but he had no chance.
His body fell heavily to the ground, Qi Dong looked at Mr. Song with eyes full of pity.
This arrogant and pitiful man really thought he was a master of swordsmanship. In fact, Qi Dong's strength was with guns.
As Mr. Song fell, Qi Dong slowly exhaled.
Irene didn't expect Qi Dong to deal with Mr. Song so easily. She was stunned for a moment and found Qi Dong hurriedly dealing with the tongue wrapped around her limbs, and burst into laughter.
The big boy in front of him was quite cute sometimes. He was so decisive in killing Mr. Song, but he was very busy because of a few tongues.
Taking the frog knife from Qi Dong's hand, Irene cut off the tongue wrapped around Qi Dong's limbs.
With a gentle breath, Qi Dong shook off the cut pieces of meat on his body, and then said to Irene: "Thank you very much."
"Why are you so polite?"
Irene felt much better about Qi Dong, and out of curiosity she couldn't help but ask: "I'm curious where you hid the gun, didn't they search you?
With such a big pistol, it was impossible for Qi Dong to hide it on his body without being discovered.
Qi Dong smiled and shook his head, explaining: "It's very simple, the gun just now was not mine."
"Um?"
Irene was slightly stunned when she heard this, and for a moment she didn't understand what Qi Dong meant.
"That gun is mine."
At this moment, Yu Jiang on the side suddenly said: "When this brother passed me just now, he took the gun from my hand. I was a little confused at first, but I didn't expect this little brother to reach out. Yes, he actually deceived the other party easily."
Yu Jiang looked at Qi Dong with eyes full of admiration.
He hasn't seen such a smart person for a long time.
In the apocalyptic conditions, few people can use strategies to kill the enemy like Qi Dong. Most people fight for their own physical strength. If they want to use force to solve problems, few people can realize that their brains are actually stronger than their own. Excellent force is more powerful.
"Hello, my name is Yu Jiang."
Yu Jiang walked up to Qi Dong. He was very interested in getting to know the young man in front of him.
The other party always gives him a very strange feeling, and since he has been able to run the underground forces in S City for so many years, he still has full confidence in his intuition.
Qi Dong did not buy into the other party's favor. He did not even look at Yu Jiang and said coldly: "I'm not interested in people who covet my girlfriend."
Just kidding, when he heard Mr. Song talking to Ahu, he mentioned that his girlfriend was almost sent to the arena because of a man named Yu Jiang.
Although he didn't know what kind of place the arena was, he knew from the name that it wasn't a good place.
"girlfriend?"
Yu Jiang was a little confused and turned to look at Irene.
Eileen shook her head, indicating that she was not Qi Dong's girlfriend.
Suddenly, Yu Jiang seemed to have thought of something, and his expression suddenly became a little embarrassed. He finally knew who Qi Dong's girlfriend was.
"I know where your girlfriend is."
Qi Dong was slightly startled when he heard the other party's sudden words.
"Do you know where Xiaoqing is?"
Qi Dong was a little excited and immediately grabbed Yu Jiang's collar, feeling like he was about to eat someone.
Seemingly sensing that Qi Dong was a little excited, Yu Jiang directly chose to shut his mouth.
If Qi Dong is stimulated in this situation, his life may not be full.
However, Yu Jiang didn't care that Qi Dong grabbed his collar, put his right hand into his pocket, slowly took out a cigarette, handed it to Qi Dong and said: "Don't be anxious yet, listen to me slowly."
"Hmph, it's best that what you say is in line with what I want, otherwise, I don't mind turning you into the second Mr. Song."
Others are afraid of this underground emperor, but he, Qi Dong, is not afraid of him. The worst case scenario is that the enemy is in his hands anyway. Without the gun, he is like a tiger without teeth, and there is no possibility of harming him.
Qi Dong took the cigarette from Yu Jiang and lit it with a click. Then he leaned against the wall and asked slowly: "Please start your performance."
